Inspired by a guy doing the happy dance with Papua people (part 1)

Every now and than, an experience, a special person, a song, a smile of my children, an extremely beautiful day when nature shows its beauty in a idyllic scenery like a rainbow on a Hawaiian beach (sigh, memories) or dew on a spring flower, inspires me to think of our future. Not the future of this world (that's too much of a burden, but I'm very green and recycle ;) but the future of me and my family.

Though our first and most important priority is the well being of our family, there's this feeling I need to find an exit on this road I'm traveling, and follow a new way. I don't mean a drastic U-turn, I LOVE the way we're headed, but more ehm... buy a four wheel drive, take it of the road and find a nice parallel road which is headed to warmer weather and nicer scenery. I'm babbling? Do I make any sense?

My thoughts run anywhere between resigning from work, to enjoy the children, writing a cook book, a memoir or a children's book, moving to a farm house, getting my Masters degree in international communication, studying English language and American culture and emigrating to the US.

And than my mind tells me to shut up, ditch the wild ideas and stop dreaming and start cleaning ("HELLO Nadine, there is laundry to do, get your head out of the clouds already!!!) . Because seriously? Between spending quality time with children and cleaning, I hardly have time to even finish reading a book.

I am very happy with my life, and I would die smiling if I was to die now. My children and my husband mean everything to me. But it's my children I want to learn to take the actions needed to live your dream and be happy. All the rainbows in the world could turn a dusty shade of gray, I wouldn't care, as long as my children are happy and do whatever it is that makes them happy and fulfill their dreams.

And I can only do that by being the best example.

I blame my restless mind on 3 things. My surgery (the whole experience kind of messes with your head), Randy Pausch (I tuned into an Oprah show where he was a guest, I only saw the last minute or so, but it inspired me to look at his Last Lecture. Unfortunately he passed away two days ago.) and a funny guy (called Matt) dancing all around the world. Be sure to watch it up untill 2 minutes and 40 seconds (India). Too funny!

If I were Matt's mom. I would miss my son. My heart would long for him to come visit me, eat my freshly baked Dutch apple pie, and make me lots of grandchildren. But seeing my boy dancing the happy dance all around the world, would make my heart overflow with happiness (while I ate that entire apple pie all by myself :).

Great, now I'm graving apple pie.